Joe cums on her tits

As the tractor rumbled on, Wendy's pace quickened slightly, her breath catching in her throat as she took him deeper. Wendy's pace steadied, the tractor hit a slight bump, causing her to deepen her suction reflexively. Joe's hands tightened further on the wheel, his knuckles turning white as a low, guttural groan escaped his lips. The tractor's engine revved slightly, the vibrations resonating through both of them. Wendy's fingers tightened around Joe's balls, her nails gently grazing the skin, sending a shiver up his spine.

Wendy's anticipation grew, her mouth moved with renewed vigor, each stroke fueled by her eagerness to taste Joe's release. The tractor's engine hummed steadily, a constant backdrop to their intimate rhythm. Joe's breath came in ragged gasps, his chest rising and falling with increasing urgency. His hands remained clenched on the steering wheel, the leather groaning softly under the pressure. The setting sun cast long shadows across the fields, the golden light dancing across their bodies as they moved in perfect sync. Wendy's fingers tightened around Joe's balls, her touch sending shivers up his spine. She could feel the tension building in him, his muscles tightening with each passing moment.

Wendy's lips tightened around Joe, her inexperience fueled a raw, unbridled passion. She moved with a hunger she hadn't known she possessed, each stroke a testament to her eagerness. The tractor's steady hum and the vibrations beneath them seemed to amplify every sensation, her mouth moving in rhythm with the engine's pulse. Joe's groans grew louder, his hands gripping the wheel so tightly they seemed to meld with the leather. The golden light of the setting sun painted their bodies in warm hues, casting long shadows that danced like silent spectators to their intimate symphony. Wendy's fingers, still tentative, grazed Joe's skin with a mix of nervousness and desire.

Joe's breath hitched sharply, he managed a strained whisper, "I'm going to cum," the words tumbling out amidst ragged gasps. Wendy's eyes flickered with a mix of excitement and urgency, her lips releasing him with a soft pop. She slid back, her hands guiding him as she positioned herself, her massive tits thrust forward. The tractor's engine hummed on, vibrations steady as Joe's release erupted, strands landing on her chest, glistening in the fading light. Wendy's fingers trembled as she spread it across her skin, her chest heaving, her face flushed.

As Wendy's fingers spread the warm liquid across her chest, the tractor's engine hummed softly, a steady heartbeat that seemed to echo the pounding of her own. She leaned forward, her tongue darting out with a mix of eagerness and reverence, tracing the head of Joe's cock. The faint tang of salt lingered on her lips as she savored the last remnants, her mouth closing around him once more in a gentle, lingering kiss. Joe's breath, now steadier but still laced with the aftershocks of pleasure, hitched as her lips grazed his sensitive skin.

Joe’s breath slowly steadied, the flush in his cheeks began to fade, replaced by a look of bewildered curiosity. His hands, still resting on the steering wheel, relaxed their grip, the leather no longer creaking under his tension. He turned his head towards Wendy, his eyes narrowing slightly as if trying to read her expression. "Where did that come from?" he asked, his voice low and tinged with a mix of surprise and admiration.